Apocalyptic Scream
When the time is over
The world has a blecaute time
And your life walks down to the rest
To be eaten by the insects
Don’t worry try to escape!
He always takes your mind
It has many names
Only you know the same.
Let's go!
And always know what to do
And always know what to do
And know when you scream
In an apocalyptic scream. An apocalyptic scream
Autor(es): Célio Azevedo
